Broken Emotions
Love is Death
The darkness is a blur, the sounds are of nothing.
The burning of his cheek against the cold linoleum
The red thickness dripping from his wrists, staining the floor
The razor barely touching his fingers, rusted with blood
His tears fall from dark orbs as he traces a red heart
His emotions cause the wimpers escaping his throat
His body trembles as his heart beats slow
His arms are of fire and his face of death
Darkness creeps slowly engulfng the moon
Darkness, unstoppable, inevitable, intentional
Darkness is death as it's described
Darkness stops his broken heart and closes his eyes
Love is Death